I've done my damndest to rip a reader's nerves to rags, I don't want him satisfied.

When a man says he does not want to speak of something he usually means he can think of nothing else.

Texas has a tight cohesiveness perhaps stronger than any other section of America.

A writer out of loneliness is trying to communicate like a distant star sending signals. He isn't telling or teaching or ordering. Rather he seeks to establish a relationship of meaning, of feeling, of observing. We are lonesome animals. We spend all life trying to be less lonesome.

... you must not expect to find that people understand what they do.

There are people who will say that this whole account is a lie, but a thing isn't necessarily a lie even if it didn't necessarily happen.

These words dropped into my childish mind as if you should accidentally drop a ring into a deep well. I did not think of them much at the time, but there came a day in my life when the ring was fished up out of the well, good as new.